If only there was a way to go back in time and make it all disappear.
Distance is the only way, isn't it?
I want to believe he was just making it all easy to make fun of me. I want to have faith in that so I can just walk out. I need this belief so that when I do, I will keep walking. It's easy enough to part myself from Peter and Elliot. Elliot hardly has the attention span for it for long and Peter should be use to it enough.
After work I'm breaking lease and just scrapping everything in there. I don't want anything. It doesn't even seem to be over him right now. It feels like life in general is just crashing down around me. When I remember things, any things, It all just hurts more.
But I can't just leave in the middle of a semester...